Formalities out the way and whatnot, I think you deserve to be told a story about a selfish, arrogant, bastard of a guy called Rohan.
A couple weeks ago Rohan decided that he was gonna look for another job to compensate for the lack of work that'll be coming his way from his current job during the summer. So Rohan printed off some (exaggerated)CV's and went and handed them out. One of the places he went to was the O2. He handed out many CV's and was rewarded with an interview today from a restaurant he'd never heard of or seen before.
However, around midday he received a call from the manager of that place saying that because of your God damn death yesterday they couldn't employ me. In fact, they had to let very man people go, and this goes for the all the places in the O2. It would seem that you were gonna make them a fuck load of money over the summer.
And just to make things that little easier to cope with, the manager felt it would be funny to point out that I probably woulda got the job. So thanks.
For one reason or another my sister didn't share my view of the situation saying that it was the media pressures that killed that killed such a great man - in her whiney high pitched tone.
The media didn't kill Jacko. Wanna know what killed Jacko?
Karma.
That's right. You can't be spending your time touching up little kiddies, go on trial, get off untouched and expect everything to work out great for you. Things don't work out like that.
*Sigh*
Rant over.
2 comments:
if it helps, they probably weren't going to give you the job, but they were looking for a way to let you down easy.
I know, but I'd rather get told I wasn't gonna get the job to make it easier to be honest.
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